The world was silent. The crimson lightning struck into the distant hills, obliterating a piece of Earth that would never return. The boney trees spoke of death that frightful night, something they know much too well. A thick black mist shrouded the base of the hill like a barrier to the good in the world. The howls of wolves sounded in the night, screaming of hunger: something they know much too well. Even the careless settlers in Angark’s Hollow were fearful of the night, something new and frightening. The great wizard tried to calm the town, promising a better tomorrow, but not one soul calmed down. How could you when you just witnessed the cold, dark face of the reaper?
This is a short story that I wrote during English class in ninth grade. We had 10 or 15 minutes to write something based on a prompt. I remember sharing this with the class and really liking it at the time.
CHASE CHARABA is an aspiring fantasy author, small business owner, landscape photographer, YouTuber, and content marketing specialist. He started writing fiction in elementary school. He's written for his high school and college newspapers and published more than 350 articles for small businesses with a total of more than 200,000 views.
